Do you remember your first sex; how was your experiences?
We'd love to hear from you all.

Mine was a kind of weird....It was my teacher's eldest daughter who lived next door. All I remember is she called me up and wanted to tell me about a video game. I hurriedly rushed into her bedroom and...there she was ready...pounced on me and it happened. I was about 13 and she was near 18

I was 18 and it was with my next door neighbor. She just got back from London and we had always fooled around....a lot of dry sex. But she was in my room, we were catching up, and then I just went for it. We fucked a few times, actually...then she married the next guy she dated (very recently).

The first guy I fucked was this year...it was somewhat set up from mutual friends. It was hot, but it never amounted to anything afterwards

Here's one from a GAY guy. Few men admit it, but nearly all of us would've saved our first time until the first GOOD time.My first probably shouldn't even count (and doesn't in my mind.) I met up with a cute slender strawberry blonde from my youth group - we were both 21 and I was a "late bloomer." After finding a private place, we dropped our jeans and undies and immediately started jacking each other. He had a good strong grip, I nutted first, he refused to go any farther and pulled his jeans back up. That was that. Yawn.My first GOOD time (and still one of the best ever) occurred with the fourth guy I scored with. In a long-gone Gay bookstore in Boston, I was browsing at a big square book table when another guy ambled up from the opposite direction and started browsing too. We made eye contact and my crotch started to stir right away. He was about 6 feet tall with a skinny frame, just like me, and his thick glasses with tortoise-shell frames gave him nerd hotness. His fat-free torso tapered to a slender waist nicely - runner's build - and a cute pair of knobby little nipples pressed against his green-and-white-striped rugby shirt. Deliberately, he took a big stride in my direction on the other side of the table; I followed suit. We laughed as we continued the transparent charade, arms crossing as we reached for books and pretended to peruse the jackets.I motioned him out the door, and told him that I had a place but it'd take a half-hour trolley ride across town to get there. He smiled and said, "That's OK;" we introduced ourselves and started yakking away as we walked toward the station.Lively conversation was still underway when we reached my apartment, but it died as soon as I had the door locked behind us. He dove right in for a French kiss, and he was gooooood. After a few more minutes of tongue-twisting and getting ever hornier, I gently pushed him back and lifted his glasses from his ears. He scooted over and laid the specs on the dresser, then whirled around and pulled me right back into a deep kiss. Moving backwards like ballroom dancers, we gradually eased towards the bed with our tongues grappling the whole time. I sat down. He assertively but not forcefully pushed my shoulders backwards, then massaged my torso while still kissing away. Next he undid my shirt one button after the other, deliberately in spite of being overcharged with lust, and loosened my belt buckle when he reached my waist. We then shucked off our shoes and sox as fast as humanly possible. My eyes were fixed on him as I dropped trou. In one swift move, the rugby shirt was on the floor and his knobby-nippled lean tight body was in full view. (GAWD was I horny by then!) He unbuckled his belt, started to lower his jeans, then stopped as soon as I could see tighty-whities - but only for a second. Winking, he went on to sweep the jeans and undies off in a single motion. He leapt onto the bed and lay on his back, buck naked, ready to get it AWN as I frantically shucked my own Jockeys.With the highest intensity yet, we phased back into hot n' heavy French kissing, this time with our hands moving freely and wildly all over each other. By now I was all about devouring as much of this guy's skinny ripped beauty as I could. His nipples proved irresistible. Without warning, I broke the liplock and sank my teeth into the knob of the left one. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." he moaned deeply. His upper body jolted like it'd been hit with one of those heart-attack paddles, while his dick - already excruciatingly erect - flew forward and smacked into my midsection.This has gone wayyyyy too long. Beyond this point, suffice it to say that the sex was in-fricken-credible. And - better still - it went on for over two hours before we both gushed like Old Faithful and collapsed on each other, sweaty and exhausted and all smiles.

Everybody's sexual maiden voyage should be like that. Too bad mine wasn't! But I think the hotness of the guy, and the quality of the experience, might've been made all the sweeter because it wasn't my first. That's due to my having suffered through a wham-bam hookup...a casual FWB who had massive equipment but zero skills and not much more intellect (and who went on to harass me for months to get back together)...and a closeted cutie who, like the young dumb n' hung second guy, thought that good head meant he and the giver were meant to be together forever.

MuslNorganLikr saidHere's one from a GAY guy. Few men admit it, but nearly all of us would've saved our first time until the first GOOD time.My first probably shouldn't even count (and doesn't in my mind.) I met up with a cute slender strawberry blonde from my youth group - we were both 21 and I was a "late bloomer." After finding a private place, we dropped our jeans and undies and immediately started jacking each other. He had a good strong grip, I nutted first, he refused to go any farther and pulled his jeans back up. That was that. Yawn.My first GOOD time (and still one of the best ever) occurred with the fourth guy I scored with. In a long-gone Gay bookstore in Boston, I was browsing at a big square book table when another guy ambled up from the opposite direction and started browsing too. We made eye contact and my crotch started to stir right away. He was about 6 feet tall with a skinny frame, just like me, and his thick glasses with tortoise-shell frames gave him nerd hotness. His fat-free torso tapered to a slender waist nicely - runner's build - and a cute pair of knobby little nipples pressed against his green-and-white-striped rugby shirt. Deliberately, he took a big stride in my direction on the other side of the table; I followed suit. We laughed as we continued the transparent charade, arms crossing as we reached for books and pretended to peruse the jackets.I motioned him out the door, and told him that I had a place but it'd take a half-hour trolley ride across town to get there. He smiled and said, "That's OK;" we introduced ourselves and started yakking away as we walked toward the station.Lively conversation was still underway when we reached my apartment, but it died as soon as I had the door locked behind us. He dove right in for a French kiss, and he was gooooood. After a few more minutes of tongue-twisting and getting ever hornier, I gently pushed him back and lifted his glasses from his ears. He scooted over and laid the specs on the dresser, then whirled around and pulled me right back into a deep kiss. Moving backwards like ballroom dancers, we gradually eased towards the bed with our tongues grappling the whole time. I sat down. He assertively but not forcefully pushed my shoulders backwards, then massaged my torso while still kissing away. Next he undid my shirt one button after the other, deliberately in spite of being overcharged with lust, and loosened my belt buckle when he reached my waist. We then shucked off our shoes and sox as fast as humanly possible. My eyes were fixed on him as I dropped trou. In one swift move, the rugby shirt was on the floor and his knobby-nippled lean tight body was in full view. (GAWD was I horny by then!) He unbuckled his belt, started to lower his jeans, then stopped as soon as I could see tighty-whities - but only for a second. Winking, he went on to sweep the jeans and undies off in a single motion. He leapt onto the bed and lay on his back, buck naked, ready to get it AWN as I frantically shucked my own Jockeys.With the highest intensity yet, we phased back into hot n' heavy French kissing, this time with our hands moving freely and wildly all over each other. By now I was all about devouring as much of this guy's skinny ripped beauty as I could. His nipples proved irresistible. Without warning, I broke the liplock and sank my teeth into the knob of the left one. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." he moaned deeply. His upper body jolted like it'd been hit with one of those heart-attack paddles, while his dick - already excruciatingly erect - flew forward and smacked into my midsection.This has gone wayyyyy too long. Beyond this point, suffice it to say that the sex was in-fricken-credible. And - better still - it went on for over two hours before we both gushed like Old Faithful and collapsed on each other, sweaty and exhausted and all smiles.

Everybody's sexual maiden voyage should be like that. Too bad mine wasn't! But I think the hotness of the guy, and the quality of the experience, might've been made all the sweeter because it wasn't my first. That's due to my having suffered through a wham-bam hookup...a casual FWB who had massive equipment but zero skills and not much more intellect (and who went on to harass me for months to get back together)...and a closeted cutie who, like the young dumb n' hung second guy, thought that good head meant he and the giver were meant to be together forever.

My first sexual encounter was with a guy 1 year older then me. When I was 12, my friend 13, he asked me if I wanted to see porn. I had yet to get my own computer, so I had only seen porn a few times online and really liked it. Being a bit young whenever I saw porn I was sorta taken back by how huge everyone's dick seemed. I had never seen anyone else's dick in person yet, (except when I was very, very young) and being 12, I still had some maturing to do. While this was a bit awkward for me at least, he basically came right out and said he's too horny and he wants to jerk off telling me I should join in.

So he takes his dick out, and it looked pretty much identical to mine. Like we were both the exact same shape, girth, color, etc. So I take mine out. We sorta just stare at each other's dick. He said something along the lines of "cool, we look the same." And seriously, I kid you not, his dick looked so much like mine it was uncanny. I felt very awkward with my dick hanging out in front of another person, but in all honesty I was getting really turned on fast, so I started to get hard. I flew up like a rocket in all my 12 year old glory. This was were our dicks stooped looking the same, well, sorta. I had some sort of hope/pride that my dick would be bigger. I was about to be in for one hell of a shock.

After I got hard, his dick started to widen and slowly get longer. I am waiting for his dick to stop growing, and it just keeps on growing! It was such a sight to behold. It felt like forever watching his dick grow, where as mine just flew up so fast. His dick went from looking exactly the same as mine, to nearly double mine in girth, and a few inches in length. I want to say back then I was maybe 4.5 inches long, with a 3 inch girth. I cant remember to be honest not like I measured at that age.

At first I felt a bit embarrassed. His dick was a monster compared to mine and it kind of shattered my pride. He had to be about 7 inches, with a 5.5 inch girth. Which in retrospect, is amazing for a 13 a year old. The hot thing about this though, his dick still looked identical to mine. Just bigger. Although embarrassed that my dick was so small compared to his, I was also fascinated. I started to get off on the fact this his dick was so perfect looking. We compared dicks again and he laughed jokingly and somewhat pridefully saying his dick was bigger. And to say that was an understatement.

I put my dick on top of his, and my dick ended at about his dicks halfway point. His cock head was so massive compared to mine that my dick basically ended where the head alone of his dick ended, let alone that tree trunk of a shaft he still had. His dick would pulsate every once in a while while we compared, and it was so big compared to my underdeveloped dick it basicly shock mine. His cock spasms felt good to me, lol.

And girth? Don't even get me started. His cock was so much wider then mine I felt like I coulda taken two of my dicks and shoved them in his foreskin without even causing him discomfort.

I was not ignorant to some typical methods of sexual pleasure at age 12. I had been jerking off and cumming for a few months by this point and I had seen enough porn here and there to know what I wanted sexually. I had fantasies about having sex and my first time with a girl, so I had the entire pleasure thing reasonably understood. Just staring at his dick made me so hard. It was just so big and adult looking. I felt like a little kid next to him, and I was. But still, at that age, we think were adults. But that stopped mattering. I was getting turned on by how big his dick was, and I knew what I wanted to do at this point. I just came right out asked him if I could suck his dick. I really wanted to go to town on his monster. He said "sure," unexpectedly, with excitement. I think he was just horny and wanted to jerk off, but now he was going to get his first bj! Back then, I didn't have a sexual identity. But gay bashing was pretty common in my social group, and at the time I thought I was straight, I even fantasied about girls when jerking off myself. But I didnt care. His dick was the most awesome site I had ever seen and I knew I wanted it. We both had gone as far as we had now, I didn't think he would say anything to my friends for fear of being called gay himself so I threw all fears away.

So he sat down in a chair and I got down on my knees, and I just went to town. To this day I still get hard thinking of this moment of my life, because seeing that huge dick up close and personal, playing with it as I pleased, holding it in my hand. I probably could have used both my hands and it still would have been bigger. It felt so amazing in my hands. It was so hard, yet so so soft at the same time. It was just awesome. I stroked it a few times, so jealous that he had such a big dick wishing it were my own.

I remember him saying "holy crap this feels good" the second I put his dick in my mouth. I sucked as air tight as I could. I could fell his dick spasam with pleasure. I sware I felt it get bigger over time. I tried to suck his entire dick, but I could only do about half before I started to gag. His dick was just so big! So I used my hand on to stroke as I sucked what I could with my mouth.

After like maybe a minute or two, if not less he told me was going to cum and he couldn't hold it anymore. It was his first time, much like it was about to be mine. I didnt swallow though. I had tasted my own cum once and I thought it was disgusting, so I decided to take my mouth off when he said he was gonna cum and slowly stroke it with a tight grip, much like I did to my own dick when masturbating. When he shot, I didnt let go of his dick. I still remember feeling his giant dick pulsate in my hands. It was so amazing. It vibrated so hard compared to mine. Maybe I never noticed how hard my own dick pulsated when I came because of how good cumming felt, or maybe his dick just pulsated so much harder then mine because of how much bigger then mine it was, but I was actually surprised how strong and violently his dick shook my hand as he ejaculated. Feeling his extacy spasm again and again in my hand made me so horny. And watching him cum, that was just as awesome. He he musta blown maybe 6 good shots across the room before they got smaller and smaller in distance until it was finally over. I was so horny by now my dick was throbbing. At this point in my life whenever I came it was just in dribbles, not epic blasts like his. Seeing so much cum fly out like that was really hot.

After he cleaned up, he asked if I wanted a blowjob in return. But before I said yes, I asked him if I could compare my dick to his again since he wasnt 100% hard anymore and I wanted to see if my dick was at least bigger then his semi hard on. He was sporting a good semi hard on by this point, and even though he lost his boner, it was still bigger then mine, "He said ha, mines still bigger", and jokingly laughed. I then sat down in the chair he was in and he went down on me. Right before he went down on me he said something along the lines of "Wait till you feel how good this is." Then he took my dick in his mouth. All of it. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt. Jerking off felt good, but this, this was so much better. I remember saying as soon as my dick went in his mouth "OH MY GOD THIS IS INCREDIBLE!" This had to be 100 times better then my right hand any day I thought. I still remember with such clarity the tight suction of his lips on my dick as he went from the top of my head all the way down to bottom of my dick. I didn't want it to end, it was just... epic.

The feeling was just so amazing. But, being an inexperienced kid, it ended about as fast as my friends first blowjob ended right before mine, in about a minute or two. He too didnt swallow. When I came, much to my surprise, like my friend, my cum flew great distance for a few shots. This was the most powerful ejaculation I had ever felt. My dick felt so hard I though it was going to explode. This was the first time I had ever truly "shot" cum.

After that, I cleaned up and put my pants back on. We talked about how incredible head felt, and decided that we should do it more often. We both agreed to keep it a secret, even clamming we were still both straight, we just liked how it felt. So, 3 more times that day we gave each other head again. We had both never experienced anything more then our right hands before this moment, and it just felt so good to both of us we just kept going at it. His mom was single, she worked until 7pm every night and he had no siblings, so we didn't have to worry about any embarrassing moments. We could just go to town with no worries, and we often did. For the first few weeks after school, every day, just the two of us, we would play with our dicks, compare, jerk each other off, blow each other off, it was new, and it felt so much better then doing it ourselves. Over time we stopped doing it every day, but we more or less got each other off 2-3 times a week up until I graduated high school.

One of my favorite first times with him was when we laid down opposite each other, with both our dicks against each others. I wrapped my hand around both of our dicks and jerked. Just seeing my dick next to his was so hot! Some people would feel humiliated to have such a noticeably smaller dick. But I got used to it. I looked forward to playing with his dick. It looked so much like mine, but beefed up in size. His dick being so big was what turned me on, and my dick being so much smaller really emphasis the sheer size of his dick, whick for the reference, on the body of a 13 year old, is all the more massive.

He liked playing with my dick too, it was like looking at a smaller version of his he used to say, and he thought that was cool. I think he also got off on the fact this his dick was huge compared to mine. It really made him feel like a "man." Though he never admitted that. The first time we jerked both our dicks together in one hand was awesome. He came shortly before I did. I think him cumming is what made me cum, I was so turned on. I could literally feel his dick pulsating on my own dick as he came spewing all over both our dicks. I was actually a bit envious. His dick was so much bigger then mine at that point, I felt his dick pulsating as he came on every inch of my own dick and continue to pulsate up past were my dick ended and his just kept pulsating in my hand above my dick going up like a tree. His spasms vibrated so strong into my own dick that it literally felt good to me. He wasn't done spraying my dick with cum before I returned the favor, leaving two cum drenched cocks back to back slowly getting soft. We just sat for a good two minutes before we moved or talked, growing soft on each other.

As good as he is at giving head, I still enjoyed giving him head more then getting it. His dick was just so much funner to play with then my own. Watching it grow was amazing, and it feeling it throb in my hand was awesome. I used to love grabbing his dick with my hand when it was still soft, and watching it force my closed fist open as it expanded in length and girth. I was a bit envious, wishing mine was as big as his, but because it wasn't, playing with his all the time got me off knowing that I was still holding a big dick in my hands, even if it wasn't mine.

Over time, we both started swallowing each other's loads. We both agreed that we didn't like the taste of cum, but were young, and this was new to both of us. Being so young, and horny, we went at it a lot. Some days we would give each other head up to 5 times a day. It got messy, and clean up was annoying. So in order to avoid all that we just decided to start swallowing. The first time I swallowed his cum was a fun event. I hated the taste, but I got off so much knowing he was in the ecstasy of his life. Feeling his giant dick spasm in my mouth and literally feeling the pay off as it unloaded in my mouth was hot to me.

Other times I just gave him a handjob. He liked both, and the fun thing about giving him a handjob was I really got to visualize his dick. I could see the whole thing from top to bottom. I could move my hand up so far across his dick and then back down. And it was so wide, I was barely able to grip it. I loved stroking his dick. I usually gave him head though, because honestly, I wanted to do that more. Most of the time, whenever I started out with a handjob, I ended it by sucking. He seemed to prefer blowjobs anyways.

As we got older, of course both our dicks got bigger. Well, his didnt get much bigger actually, as far as I could tell by looking. But when we got a little more open sexually, we measured each other because I felt that I had caught up to him and we could no longer visually tell whose dick was bigger, something he took pride in, so he busted out the measuring tape. And on that note, when looking at both our dicks side by side, we couldn't even tell whose dick was whose anymore, we looked that much alike. My dick was the same size as his, same length, same girth when I was 16. Same shape, some color, it was so cool. All dicks came in different sizes and shapes and what not, but my friend, who looked nothing like me otherwise, had a dick that was quite literally my twins. I had finally caught up! Well, I actually surpassed his. My girth was a tiny bit wider then his.

I had sex with a woman for my first time when I was 21. It was awesome. But still, this moment in my life when I was 12 really defined a lot of my sexual turn ons and to be honest, even though pussy feels so good (seriously, it does) it still wasnt as hot to me as growing up with my friends dick to play with (and mine for him to play with.) Giving/getting head with him is still just as much as a turn on to me as it is seeing a hot chick with big boobs sliding my dick in her pussy. I fucked this girl a lot for a few years as a friends with benefits thing, and her pussy was just a slice of heaven. Her boobs, perfectly round and large. She had a thing for skinny white boys, and she loved how big my dick was so she wanted to say fuck buddies till she got a bf. But despite having this gorgeous babe with a tight pussy rocking my cocks world, letting me cum inside her because she was on the pill, I still enjoyed sucking my friends dick more then fucking her. I still enjoyed putting both our dicks together and having little cock fights, (which he used to utterly dominate until my dick started to grow with age.) Feeling his dick spasm from one cumshot to the next was so much hotter to me.

Because of those experiences, it helped me identify who I am, sexually. I identify as straight emotionally, but I am not afraid to have fun with other guys too. You don't have to be gay to love cock! And believe me I love dick. And because of my friends dick, I think one of my biggest turn ons, is simply watching someone else's dick go from soft to hard, without any hands at all. Just stare. My best friend's (were best friends even though we live a great distance) dick is just awesome. I am lucky to have known him for this time. And for the reference, this is still our secret. =D

Johnweek1 saidFor the first few weeks after school, every day, just the two of us, we would play with our dicks, compare, jerk each other off, blow each other off, it was new, and it felt so much better then doing it ourselves. One of my favorite first times with him was when we laid down opposite each other, with both our dicks against each others. I wrapped my hand around both of our dicks and jerked. Just seeing my dick next to his was so hot! Some people would feel humiliated to have such a noticeably smaller dick. But I got used to it. I looked forward to playing with his dick. It looked so much like mine, but beefed up in size. He liked playing with my dick too, it was like looking at a smaller version of his he used to say, and he thought that was cool. I think he also got off on the fact this his was huge compared to mine. Though he never admitted that. The first time we jerked both our dicks together in one hand was awesome. He came shortly before I did. I think him cumming is what made me cum, I was so turned on. I could literally feel his dick pulsating on my own dick as he came spewing all over both our dicks. I was actually a bit envious. His dick was so much bigger then mine at that point, I felt his dick pulsating as he came on every inch of my own dick and continue to pulsate up past were my dick ended and his just kept going up like a tree. Something I could not offer him in return, my dick ended a little before where his cock head started. I thought cumming from his point of view must have felt so good, he had so much more mass on his dick then I did and I I though the sensation must have been stronger for him with so much "more" to feel. He wasn't done cumming before I started cumming I was so turned on by this sensation of feeling his dick pulsate against mine. It was a mess to clean up after, two undisciplined dicks cumming like crazy every time we pleasured each other.

As good as he is at giving head, I still enjoyed giving him head more then getting it. His dick was just so much funner to play with then my own. Watching it grow was amazing, and it feeling it throb in my hand was awesome. I was a bit envious, wishing mine was as big as his, but because it wasn't, playing with his all the time got me off knowing that I was still holding a big dick in my hands, even if it wasn't mine. Over time, we both started swallowing each other's loads. We both agreed that we didn't like the taste of cum, but were young, and this was new to both of us. Being so young, and horny, we went at it a lot. Some days we would give each other head up to 5 times a day. It got messy, and clean up was annoying. So in order to avoid all that we just decided to start swallowing. The first time I swallowed his cum was a fun event. I hated the taste, but I got off so much knowing he was in the ecstasy of his life. Feeling his giant dick spasm in my mouth and literally feeling the pay off as it unloaded in my mouth was hot to me.

Other times I just gave him a handjob. He liked both, and the fun thing about giving him a handjob was I really got to visualize with his dick. I could see the whole thing from top to bottom. I could move my hand up so far across his dick and then back down. And it was so wide, I was barely able to grip it. I loved stroking his dick. I usually gave him head though, because honestly, I wanted to do that more. Most of the time, whenever I started out with a handjob, I ended it by sucking.

As we got older, of course both our dicks got bigger. Well, his didnt get much bigger actually, as far as I could tell by looking. But when we got a little more open sexually, we measured each other because I felt that I had caught up to him and we could no longer visually tell whose dick was bigger, something he took pride in, so he busted out the measuring tape. And on that note, when looking at both our dicks side by side, we couldn't even tell whose dick was whose anymore, we looked that much alike. My dick was the same size as his, same length, same girth when I was 16. Same shape, some color, it was so cool. All dicks came in different sizes and shapes and what not, but my friend, who looked nothing like me otherwise, had a dick that was quite literally my twins. I had finally caught up! Well, I actually surpassed his. My girth was a tiny bit wider then his.

My dick hasn't really grown anymore since I was 16 (I'm 25 now). I don't think his grew much since he was 13, lol, lucky, early bloomer. But I am 7 inches long, and 5.6 inches girth. He was also 7 inches long, with a 5.5 inch girth. It took me a few years, but I got bigger then him, barely, because honestly, we couldn't tell.

We never dated, we never openly talked about it in public, just alone. It was a secret between us two. We never had anal sex, because honestly, we both weren't into that. We are both bi in retrospect. But even during high school we both declared each other straight. We both would send pics of hot nude girls to each other, fantasize about what pussy felt like together. We got each other regularly until I was 18, he 19. He moved out of state when he was 19. He still visits from time to time, and since were both single, when he does come here we still get it on. We still talk about how cool we think it is that our dicks are basically twin brothers, even though he is a few inches taller then me and looks nothing like me otherwise.

In all honesty I missed having a smaller dick then him. I mean it was a big victory for my pride when I caught up to him in size. But what turned me on so much about his dick was watching it get hard. He was a grower. His dick when soft, was as small as mine. But man when he got hard, it was epic. To me, it felt like it just kept growing! For a good long time, watching him get hard was basically me envisioning what my dick COULD be. Once my dick reached it's adult size, like him, I was a grower. My dick basically doubles from soft to hard, giving the illusion of a small dick, much like his Once we get hard though, boy do we put on a show! But for the first few years of our sexual lives, mine didn't grow much. He was an early bloomer, so I had some catching up to do with him. He stood a good 6 inches taller then me, with a deeper voice at 13. My body didn't really start catching up to his until I was about 15.

I had sex with a woman for my first time when I was 21. It was awesome. But still, this moment in my life when I was 12 really defined a lot of my sexual turn ons and to be honest, even though pussy feels so good (seriously, it does) it still wasnt as hot to me as growing up with my friends dick to play with (and mine for him to play with.) Giving/getting head with him is still just as much as a turn on to me as it is seeing a hot chick with big boobs sliding my dick in her pussy.

Because of those experiences, it helped me identify who I am, sexually. I identify as straight, but I am not afraid to have fun with other guys too. You don't have to be gay to love cock! And believe me I love dick. And because of my friends dick, I think one of my biggest turn ons, is simply watching someone else's dick go from soft to hard, without any hands at all. Just stare. I have been with one other guy, once. His dick was a lot thinner then mine, but similar length. Looked a lot different of course. It was fun, we both got head, but it wasn't the same. My best friend's (were best friends even though we live a great distance) is just awesome. I am lucky to have known him for this time. And for the reference, this is still our secret. =D